Mama Tried

When the day is done and nothing went as I had planned…at least you know I tried

I Have a Twin and My Children Have Questionable Futures

I should have taken a picture.

As I was walking back to my car from a visit to the grocery store, I saw that my car was parked right next to its doppelgänger.  Rarely do I see my exact same car, probably because that year produced only lemons and there are only about 4 of them still in working order.  They belong to myself and 3 other suckers who would rather deal with monthly trips to the dealership then dish out  money to buy another vehicle.  It might be a lemon, but it’s my paid for lemon so that’s that.  Anyway, on closer examination, and I did closely examine because I almost got into that car instead of my own, I was delighted to see that it was equally as filthy on the inside as my own.

I drove home in my terrible vehicle feeling very content.  Someone else out there knows the inside of the GMC waiting area as well as I do.  Someone else knows that the Howard’s donuts are delivered there every day at 8:30 on the dot.  Someone else enjoys all the up-to-date magazines and getting to use the Keurig machine because we don’t have such a thing as a one-cupper at home and I don’t have a job that provides an employee break room where one might get the chance to use such a thing.  And someone else drives around in the filth that they did not create.  Someone else in Memphis drives around, daily feeling like they are maneuvering a covered wagon traveling the Oregon Trail because full of all of our family’s earthly possessions.  Why in the world is there so much stuff in my blasted car!

It’s nice to know you aren’t alone.

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Today is Career Day at school.

Mattie REALLLY wanted to be a Sonic Car Hop, but when I couldn’t find any roller skates (and was pretty sure that they were against the dress code even on a Spirit Day), she said forget it and moved on to her second choice – a dentist.  But not just any dentist, she wants to be just like Auntie Christal and have an office where all your friends are your staff and you get chapstick with your own name on it.  One day Mattie Belle, I hope you achieve your dream of having personalized chaptstick in whatever field you chose.  Please just have a job.

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Reese’s career of choice is a Crew Chief for a big name NASCAR race team – preferably the Lowes 48 Team.  He also toyed with the idea of ESPN news guy, but decided that wearing a jacket and tie might inhibit his ability to play soccer at recess.  So crew chief it was.

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Even as far-fetched as it sounds, I have way more faith in the boy growing up to actually be a famous crew chief, an expert at engineering and the like, than the girl and her future as a dentist.  I have no idea what the future holds for that one, but I don’t think it’s anything as common, normal, and lucrative as dentistry could be.  Car Hop may have been more appropriate.

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SSSSSLLLLLLOOOWWWWW

I am slowing down.  I don’t know if it’s because my life seems to be speeding up or if my daily activities just aren’t very interesting to me anymore.  But either way, I feel like I have absolutely nothing of value to share with the world via blog post these days.

My vacuum hose broke.  I don’t really know what finally pushed it over the edge, and felt kinda bad because I didn’t realize it was on the verge….but while trying to attempt an afternoon clean up session, I realized that wasn’t going to happen.  I am now considering either buying a new vacuum or purchasing some duct tape.  Both options, though significantly different in price, seem equally difficult and trying.  Because of this, I have decided to forgo vacuuming for now and to text Brandon about the issue and let him handle it.

I had a doctor’s visit for myself yesterday.  That sounds weird.  I did not pretend to be a doctor on myself yesterday, rather I went to an appointment regarding my own personal health and wellness as opposed to that of any of my children.  As doctor and I were chatting a bit on the way out, I pulled a bag of pretzels out of my purse planning to have a little snack on my elevator ride down stairs.  Seeing as I was in an office pertaining to women’s health and things like pregnancy, it wasn’t that crazy that when another woman saw me with my little snack, she felt comfortable making a comment about my snacking to keep the nausea at bay.  I am assuming that she was under the impression that I might be pregnant.  Before I had a chance to say anything, my doctor just laughed and made a comment about me already being the mama of 3 and this was probably the closest thing to lunch I had been able to have that day.  The woman looked a little embarrassed, but we laughed it off.  Things only took a weird turn when my good doctor said that next time, I should have just gone ahead and had my pretzels in the exam room rather than wait because good grief they can keep us waiting in there for hours!

I realize I have no dignity anymore.  Not even a scrap.  And more than half of the staff of that particular office have seen more of me then I would like.  I also realize that there really isn’t anything I could do that would really shock or offend them there at the lady doctor  – but I draw the line at ripping open a bag of mini pretzels while me feet are up in stirrups and having myself a snack because I finally have some “me” time.

I will stick to eating my snacks in the garage in my car if I need privacy.  I have not reached that other point yet.

Yet

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I have completely forgot how to cook dinner.  I don’t know exactly when or how it happened, and I really never was any good at it anyway, but here lately I have just completely drawn a blank on what people even eat.  When I think dinner, all that is coming to my mind is packaged macaroni and cheese and “Brinner “(breakfast as dinner).  I don’t even want to eat those things, but that is all that I can come up with.  It’s as though during the night, someone has been pulling the plug on my brain and letting some of my memories flow out, but they are the ones I kind of needed! I even go to the grocery store and just sort of look at the food with this terrified expression like I have no idea what I’m supposed to do with it.  Thankfully, the kids lunch memory seems to be intact, but that dinner thing………

As of this moment, tonight we will be having gravy, because that’s at the front of the refrigerator.

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I have no real pictures to share, but here is one I suppose is sort of precious.  I took this because the dress is currently on eBay and I thought if it was being worn by an actual little body, it might photograph better.  That should explain why Lila is headless….

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Also, let me know if your interested in the dress….it currently has absolutely no interest from the eBayers of the world.  Have a happy Tuesday!

And one more just for fun, this is Lila and I happily cheering for our pigs before they lost Saturday night.  Guess I'll tuck away my swine scarf until football season.....

And one more just for fun, this is Lila and I happily cheering for our pigs before they lost Saturday night. Guess I’ll tuck away my swine scarf until football season…..

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The Cleaning of the Teeth and Bringing Home the Bacon

On Monday, the kids had dentist appointments.  As per usual, Mattie had a cavity – poor girl, I must have been doing something really bad when I was pregnant with her during the whole teeth development portion of her utero experience.  Even her already filled cavities get cavities around them – which is what had happened this time.  Instead of a car for her 16th birthday, we might be looking into a set of dentures.  And also per usual, Reese’s teeth were fine.  That seems to be the theme around here, the person who works the hardest at oral hygiene still ends up having a drill in their mouth, while the person who went 10 years into our marriage never visiting a dentist was also cavity free for the first 30 some years of his life.  What was not usual about this visit was that Lila had her first official, on the books, insurance is supposed to be billed for it, dental evaluation.  She was thrilled and went a little too eagerly with Ms Julie to go sit in the big chair.  She wasn’t scared in the least, but did insist that June, her blanket go along.

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I listened, just in case I was summoned by either Lila or Julie, but all I heard was happy chatter.  I poked my head back around the corner a few times and did see that Birdie was sitting very still (though up and not lying down like a typical dental patient does) letting Ms. Julie sparkle her teeth without the slightest complaint. When she was finished, she burst through the waiting room door, her eyes squeezed tight and her teeth bared in a grizzly smile.  This was her attempt at showing me her dazzling teeth.  Beautiful Lila Bird, just beautiful.

She was so proud of her little plastic bag of dental goodies that she carried it everywhere, like a purse up on her shoulder.  Some kids want their birthday parties at skating rinks, others want swimming parties – I can easily see a party at Auntie Christal’s dental practice in the future for Lila’s 4th.

* As a side note, when we went back on Wednesday morning to have Mattie’s cavity filled, Lila pranced right up to Jana, the hygienist and sweetly asked to have her teeth sparkled again.  Seems as though my preschooler thinks that we only go to professionals for her teeth cleaning needs anymore.  Go big or go home, Birdie.

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On Tuesday, I went to work.

Like to an actual place of business that employees people and pays them with money.

Every 3-4 years or so, I like to pull out my college degree and blow the dust off.  I am happily retired, but on very special occasions I will take an opportunity to remind myself and those around me that I was once gainfully employed and I am an asset to the community around me, not just my family.

My day at work looked a lot like this:

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and some of this:

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And when we went outside, there was a whole lot of this going on:

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I subbed for Reese’s kindergarten class and it was lovely.  I think a lot of things are very lovely when you didn’t have to do the work to prepare for it and you don’t have to go back again tomorrow. But it was fun.  Even the fire drill that came just as we were starting our language arts.  I was just a little impressed at myself on that one because A) I have experienced a fire drill there before the last time I was subbing so I knew where to go and 2) We beat 2 other classrooms out and to our spot which made me feel like had there been a real fire, we would have all made it out alive.  That’s always a good feeling to wear around for the rest of the day.

It was fun, I enjoyed getting to sing loudly and no one tell me to stop.  I really liked library time and hearing the story about the salamander room.  It was also nice to eat lunch with my boy.  And even though they may not look like much, my weedy bouquet was beautiful.

But I am enjoying my Friday morning in my bathrobe and coffee cup, too.

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Lastly, Happy March Madness to you and yours

I hope your games went as well for you as ours did.  Good job Hog – WOOOOOOOOOOO Pig SOOOOOOIIIIIIEEEEEEEE

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And may the odds be ever in your favor come Saturday

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There’s Was Snow and Rain and Poop and No Poop and All Sorts of Stuff

I have typed out several funny little anecdotes about how it’s been so long since I wrote.  Clever little things, but really, I just forgot.  For the past almost 2 weeks, I completely forgot about this blog.  That could be because I have been all sorts of busy with weird little things or because the battery on my lap top doesn’t hold any kind of charge anymore and it has to stay plugged in about 97% of the time.  Both reasons have made it difficult to curl up on the couch and type away.  I feel like I almost need to reintroduce myself, that if I start telling stories about what happened today, you won’t even know what I’m talking about because we are all strangers to you.  For example, I am a soccer mom now.  I don’t have my mini van, but I have more kids that the average person does so I feel like it’s an even trade.  Reese started soccer this past Sunday and today was our first official, I had to actually tell someone I was talking to on the phone, “I’ve got to go, I’m just pulling in to pick my son up from soccer”.  It was the first time he got to wear his cleats outside (and they are now filthy because the ground is much like a very grassy swamp), his clothes are filthy and he said he thinks he made his team lose (it was just a little scrimmage) because he missed so many goals, but he loved it.  I have one kid in ballet, one in soccer and one taking piano.  I feel like I have reached some sort of milestone.

Lila is now on a steady diet of Miralax in EVERYTHING she consumes that is in a somewhat liquid form.  There are really detailed stories that I could share leading up to this new lifestyle.  Stories that involve forced laundering in the late hours of Friday night which led to a whole giant jug of Tide falling off my washer during the spin cycle and pouring itself all over our laundry room and hallway. Let me tell you, laundry detergent is a real pickle to clean up off your tile floor.  I like to tell myself that at least it’s really clean now, I mean it’s Tide after all.

Mattie had her very first piano recital last Tuesday night.  She was nervous, but did really well.  I think her father and I were a little surprised because Mattie’s nerves don’t typically bring out the best in her musical abilities.  Out of several students, she was one of the few that didn’t lose their place.  She was also one of the few that used her music and had a song less than 15 pages long (or so it may have seemed).  But still, we will take whatever accomplishments we can get.  She did well, we were proud and we went out for late ice cream on a school night so you can’t beat that.

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Another even that has occurred lately is that Lila and I went shopping the other day.  That one isn’t really all that unusual or spectacular in any way – but she was on that particular day.  She has started requesting that I make her a lunch every day, whether we are staying home or going out somewhere – she wants a lunch packed in a lunch bag to carry around with her.  She also says that she is “doing her work” and will draw these weird circle things all over any piece of paper she can find, but that is neither here nor there.  So if we are going to Target or just staying home and doing chores, I must pack a 3rd lunch each day in Mattie’s old owl lunch bag.  Last Tuesday, Lila and I headed to the Gap and as I was paying I realized that I couldn’t find her anywhere.  She is quite small so it’s easy to lose her, except that she is normally so incredibly loud.  I called to her and only heard a slight giggle coming from the middle of the women’s section.

She was obviously hiding.

Only not particularly well…….

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I probably should have taken that opportunity to tell her how scary that can be for a mommy when they can’t find their child and to never, ever do that in a store again.

I took her to the cookie store instead

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Because if her hiding continues to follow this same pattern, I don’t think it’s going to be much of a threat to her safety.

Other things have come and gone since my last entry, but I wanted to share some photos of our snow day fun.

We bundled everyone up in all that we had.  Strangely enough, the child that is growing the most at the present was the only one that had actual snow playing in clothes.  Lila had her big ol puffy coat and some coveralls and ever waterproof ski mittens.  The other kids……well, Reese at least had some of those nylon jogging-type pants and his puffy coat, but at one point I think Mattie was wearing all of her sweatpants and her leather slippers because all of her other shoes were wet.  The oldest children were very disappointed in me that I hadn’t though to purchase proper cold weather, snow clothes for each of them (because it snows SOOOOO much here in the Delta) and at one point I think the oldest was trying to start something with saying that I must love the little one the most because of all her proper clothing and all.  That’s some of the fun new pre-tween drama we are also getting to experience these days.

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The little child hated the snow.  Maybe it wasn’t so much the actual snow, but rather the 7 degrees that it was outside (that might be a slight exaggeration, but I doubt it).  Either way, the snow equaled extremely, painfully cold temperatures and she wanted nothing to do with either of them now.  The older two enjoyed romping around and playing, hiding and throwing it at each other, and having their daddy push them on the sled down the slope in our front yard…….

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Lila had this to say about the snow:

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She went inside and undressed herself shortly after this was taken.  She just stood at the window, watching her siblings play, all the while talking to herself.  It seems to have been very traumatic to her and I don’t think she will ever listen to “Do you want to build a snowman” quite the same way again.

Here are some pictures of what happened right before Brandon ripped the crotch out of his boxers.  It was worth the loss of a good pair of underwear though, because Reese shot down our slop, all the way across the street and landed up in our neighbors yard.

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Lila did seem to appreciate the Snow Cream that Mattie made for her.

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And in the afternoon, since Brandon had the day off, too – a snowman was finally built.

Our snow wasn’t ideal for constructing anything and didn’t stick very well, so a little improvisation was put into action.  The snow from our back deck was transported via wheelbarrow to the front where a large pile was formed.  Forget about rolling 3 nice balls of snow to form the three parts of a snow person.  Ours was instead kinda carved out of the giant mass that was deposited on the front walkway.

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Lila refused to be a part of this, because no Anna, she doesn’t want to build a snowman.  But she did keep a careful eye on everything.

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He was carved out nicely to look like he had three parts and then the finishing touches of stick arms, a baby carrot nose, a cashew mouth and two eyes made out of dried cranberries (don’t judge us, we don’t have a whole lot of coal lying around, but dried fruits and nuts we have in abundance. Topped off with a scarf and a hat and I think that all of Mattie’s snowman hopes and dreams were fulfilled.

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And this is what Lila thought of the little guy:

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It was a fun snow day and really, though there have been a few bumps that we could have done without, our winter has been a pretty fantastic one.  But today, when the sun finally came out (and so did all of Memphis because it has been ridiculous here lately with rain and cold) I opened my arms out and welcomed spring.  Spring gave me quite an uneven sunburn on my arms, but I will take it.  I am savoring that Vitamin D shot because the rain and the cold probably aren’t gone yet, but also because it just hurt so good.  Winter you were lovely, but we are over you now.  We have finally used our sled, which was fun but it is broken now because we flew over curbs and such.  We built a snow man and never, ever have to do that again either.  We have been stuck at the grandparents house (though it was a wonderful time Mumsey and Poppy and you were delightful hosts) and I even got to drive home in the chaos and carnage of I-40 after an ice storm.  That was super fun and I hope to never do it again.  The puffy coats were put to good use and Lila even got to wear her hand-me-down snowsuit.

Winter, you have been dismissed and it is perfectly fine for you to go ahead and leave now.

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Buckets

I wrote a lovely entry for this blog yesterday.  It was touching and funny and ended with some really sweet pictures and wise words……but them I walked away from the computer.  I intended to shut the computer so that it wouldn’t die, but then who knows what happened, probably something silly like dinner or my children came home, something that may have required some attention.  So now that we are in the middle of a delightful snow day, one that required Brandon’s clinic to also be closed (hurray!) and I have a second to download my pictures…..my entry is gone.

Oh well, it happens.

My entry was going to tell you all about Reese and Brandon’s big Man Night this past Tuesday.  This has been the year that Reese discovered sports.  Sometime around August, he found ESPN and then in October when he started on his basketball team at the JCC, he just got hooked.  When we went to Aunt Shannie’s graduation at the FedEx Forum and he discovered that the Grizzlies played there, it became a goal of his to go to an actual game.   So Brandon organized a Man Night with several of our guy friends and a few other kids.  They would be going early, to watch the “shoot around”, to get right up close to the players.  And the best part of the night, they would be getting to eat Concession Stand dinner.  Concession Stands are like a love language in this family.

They probably get that from me.

As a little girl, I have fond memories of going to the Shrine Circus with my Grandma and cousins.  It was exciting and beautiful and scary all at the same time, but one of the biggest emotions I remember feeling was lust.  I lusted after that cotton candy that the vendor people wearing money aprons carried around on wooden planks.  With every ounce of my being, I wanted nothing more than to raise up my hand and plunk over a $20 (which they would keep all of because circus snacks are ridiculously expensive) and eat every bit of that spun sugar on a stick.  This did happen a few times and it was just as magical as I had hoped.  But it wasn’t an every time sort of thing.  Looking back, I realize that the snacks that Grandma brought in her purse were WAY better than anything they could sell in a concession stand.  She would bring a gallon size Ziploc bag full of homemade cookies in her purse…..you can’t get much better than grandma cookies………

On one of Brandon and I’s first dates, we went to the movies and he asked me if I wanted anything from the snack bar.  I don’t know for certain, but I’m pretty sure I would have said yes right then had he asked me to marry him.  I don’t think he knew that I could have been bought with a plastic, disposable tray of nachos…..but it meant the world to me.  I remember telling my mom on the phone, “We went to the movies and he bought me snacks from the concession stand!” and I think that won some points for him.  My point is not to state that we are cheap dates, but instead to paint the picture that the little details aren’t lost on myself and my little people.  I have tried to instill in them that just getting to go and do whatever the activity is makes it special and all the other little extras, well they are just that, little special extras.

So the boys went and watched the giants take practice shots.

"Mama, they are all soooo tall!" Who knew basketball players are 7 ft tall?

“Mama, they are all soooo tall!” Who knew basketball players are 7 ft tall?

Reese got a t-shirt like he had been hoping for….he went with #33…..I would have picked the same…..

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Captivated

He cheered and he danced and he ate a funnel cake from the concession stand.

Funnel cakes are even better when they are enjoyed with live events

Funnel cakes are even better when they are enjoyed with live events

I texted his dad to remind him to take lots of pictures of the evening, both the camera kind and the memory kind.  This was a “bucketlist” kind of experience…..and I kind of hated that I was missing it myself.  I often flip through these little mental pictures when I think about them getting all grown up, when Reese started kindergarten and Lila stopped wearing diapers, or when they are fighting and ready to kill each other.

Happy boys

Happy boys

The Grizzlies ended up losing.  Reese has watched countless games here at home where his beloved Grizzlies have won, and wouldn’t you know it….the one he finally gets to go to and they lose.  Reese was convinced that they lose because of him. His dad explained that several of their best players were out for various reasons and it was probably because of him that they didn’t lose any worse.  What a good dad kind of thing to say.

The Baughman boys

The Baughman boys

It must have worked.

He came home and kissed me good night, insisting that he keep his jersey t-shirt on.  And as I finished up prayers, he told me thank you for picking a daddy who would teach him about basketball.

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I’ll tuck that one away with the others.  And for the record, I’m thankful the basketball loving daddy picked me.

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